The Perished Penthouse An unfortunate fic created by Staroflightandhope

The Baudelaires froze in terror when they saw whom the supposed visitor was.







"This is a mechanical engineer named Sean V. Gandarplough." Kris said





However, the Baudelaires knew that this man was not Sean V. Gandarplough. He was Count Olaf.







"Hello, Orphans," Sean said in a wheezy voice. "So nice to see you."

"Stop playing games with these innocent people, Olaf!!!" Klaus yelled.







"We can see clear through your disguise!!!!!" Violet shouted.





"Denway!!!!!!!!!!" Sunny shrieked, which here probably here meant, "Go away and leave us alone!!!!"







Now, if you have read any of the other tales about the Baudelaire's lives, you would know that when the Baudelaires declare that Olaf is in their present home, He just keeps his disguise and asks who Olaf is, and the Baudelaires just get scolded by their present guardian. The case, I'm afraid, is not different here, in this home.

"Pardon me for asking, but who is Olaf?" Sean asked.





"Baudelaires, why are you being so rude?" Kristopher asked.





"We're not being rude," Klaus said







"We're telling the truth." Violet continued.







"Qatmey!!!" Sunny said, which here, needless to say, meant, "This man is Count Olaf!!!!"



"Baudelaires, we are very disappointed in you. Please go to your rooms while we make plans with Sean." Kris said.







Violet gasped. She, as far as she knew, had never disappointed anyone before. Whether it was inventing or behavior wise, she had always made people content. But, Violet realized, there was a first time for everything, and as she turned to see Klaus and Sunny gone, she sighed and trudged silently to her room.

I'm sorry, the person who reviewed my story was Dark Moon, not Blue Moon, so I apologize.